Creepy But Cute!

Saw this recently. It should be in the US soon they said.

What's My Status?

Last month I had yet another 6 month follow up mammogram. It went pretty routine as always. I just received my letter from the imaging place and the radiologist listed my status as “probably benign (not cancer).” They made the cancer parenthetic. How do you put cancer in parentheses? All the other times since my surgeries I have been sent a letter that said I was “benign stable.” I do not like this new label. Now I am wondering as to why I was asked to talk to the radiologist in her office and she showed me the images up on the light boards. I had never been shown my films before. Except when they found the cancer.

The fact that the radiologist was Indian (Middle Eastern) might have a little something to do with my lack of understanding as her accent was quite thick. I did know she was showing me the film from December vs. the one they just took. It was sort of that she was showing me a difference. A difference I did not even see. She then told me she would list me as “probably benign.” I guess I will try not to worry about it. If they really saw something, they would have me do another biopsy I guess. I can’t help but wonder about all the times I missed taking my Tamoxifen.

Update on Sasquatch. I have moved the trash can 2 more times today. I have also enlisted the aid of another person. Oh, and did I mention that Sasquatch wears a bib when she eats lunch at her desk? It is like a homemade one like the hand towel ones for babies. Except it velcros around the neck. I have got to get a picture of it.

Messin' With Sasquatch!

There is a woman I work with that mostly everyone is afraid of. Not so much on the physical side, more so the wraith that this person has wreaked upon others. She is downright evil. Her husband works here also, in a different dept. I bet he just did jumping jacks the day she was hired.

She does not play well with others. She is always right. (Which I find odd, since I am always right) If I have to hear her complain about her husband and father-in-law (who lives with them) one more time, AUUGGHH!!

I made the mistake of saying “hi” to her at St. Roman’s last year and paid for it. Every other word out of her mouth was the F-bomb and it was loud. Not that I do not cuss. But I think while you are drinking for Jesus, you should have some decorum. A little class please.

Which brings me to the apt title of this segment. About 2 weeks ago, I was in the ladies room at the same time as her. I was in a stall and she was washing her face after being on a smoke break. She then did something I found really odd. She made a disgusted sigh/scoff and moved the garbage can from one wall to the other. She did it with gusto. Apparently she likes it away from the sinks and mirrors. Right when this was happening, my friend “Matty“ came in the can. The crazy broad left and I just had to tell her what I just saw. We both laughed at what a nutjob she is.

Then today, it happened again! Okay, now I can see she must have a pet peeve about the garbage can or something. So I went back in the ladies room a while after we left together and moved it back under the mirror. I just returned from the ladies room again and see it was moved. So I moved it back again. This is going to be fun.

I know it is childish, but it is harmless. Harmless until she has an aneurism.

Mopey

Went to the Brewers game today with the family. I had the opportunity to sit next to my nephew. His critique of the ballpark was interesting. He was impressed with the grass. He also observed all of the vendors throughout the stadium. Who sees that kind of thing? But before you knew it, I was seeing a sea of yellow shirts in every section, tending to the needs of the hungry and thirsty.

Teaching him a little about baseball was fun also. The Mets pitcher actually balked! So I had to tell him why the runner on first base went to second. He seemed a little upset about the KKK on the display in right field. I got to explain that was how they denoted strikeouts. He looked relieved when he understood it was not a racially driven thing. When the Mets scored, he said, "Oh no, they got a point." So I had to tell him that they scored runs, not points.

The other night when McGehee hit a grand slam I referred to it as a "salami." My nephew thought that was funny. He was very interested in what I had to say. For now, I will let him believe I know things. There will be a time when he will think I don't know anything.

But now I am sitting here all mopey because we just said goodbye to my brother and his family as they are heading back to Virginia. Our visit was short, but we spent good quality time together. I miss them terribly already.

Vacation-Day Two

As I sit in my office typing away I can hear my husband outside scraping the porch to finish painting it. He is off this week also. Mind you, I took off long before him since my brother is in town. My plan for this vacation is to do nothing. Nothing that involves real work at least. I will clean my house, do some laundry but no big projects for me. The old man took off because his company has forced everyone to take 2 weeks "furlough." So I am getting paid and he is not.

So he has all these projects to do. He is making little comments also about how "he has work to do" when I try to stop him to ask him something. I am not going to be made to feel guilty for finally taking some time to just relax when I want. Our lives are way too busy as it is, so pardon my big butt when I don't ask you if I can help. If he makes it through this week, it will be a miracle.

And to top it off, I am not feeling well today. I have been up since before 6:00 am, after going to bed at 2:00 am. Seeing Billy Squier might not happen, which will tick me off.

Just Wow

I am not jumping on any bandwagons or anything. People mourn in all different ways when a celebrity passes. Not passing any judgements either. But, if our prison system was run like this one in the Phillipines, maybe our prisoners would be reformed a lot quicker. All I know is it is impressive what these inmates did.

The Choices We Make

I bought a bag of Cheez-Its today. Someone asked me if I liked the Cheese Nips (I do not). They are similar, but one is definitely superior than the other. It made me wonder about the other choices to make when faced with 2 similar items. What would you choose?

Cheez-It or Cheese Nip?
Twizzlers or Red Vines?
Lays or Jays? (plain potato chips)
McDonalds or Burger King?
Pepsi or Coke?
Wheat Thins or Whetables?
Payday or Salted Nut Roll?
7-Up or Sprite?
Pizza Hut or Dominos?
Powerade or Gatorade?
Mountain Dew or Mello-Yello?
Franco American or Chef Boyardee?
K-Mart or Target?
Kool-Aid or Wyler's?
Skippy or Jif?
Welch's or Smucker's?
Hi-C or Libby's?
Rolaids or Tums?
Hunts Catsup or Heinz Ketchup?

What else you got?

Can I Get An Amen?